LRC by lzh from jiangxi pingxiang
Don't know how to be but angry
Feel infected like we've got gangrene
Please don't let anybody try to change me
In the middle of a sea full of faces
Recycling bins or bullet cases
Say can you see by the dawns early light
Songs words weren't right
The few stay stunning while the many are handsome
Your soul is alive but they want it for ransom
The base drumming is the anthem
We step to the heartbeats of our granddaughters and grandsons
Grounded by our surroundings
Did the walls scream universities
Or you and i verse the tees
React automatic and we burst when squeezed
And make 9-11 each emergency
Urgency amber to red like the turning leaves
Oh please let the hurting cease
Don't let apathy police the populace
Those stereotypes that were marked for us
Change the sword to words and lift continents